this is it!

So...
This is it?
This high and rush?
The lack of sleep?
And cheeks in blush?
Being lost at words?
Grasping for air?
Meanwhile, pretending I don't care?
Yes...
High on life.
Without the dope.
I sharpened the knife
To kill all hope.
For, once again,
I realize: the peace within -
The Most valued prize.

West L.A. Autumn.

Sister.

Moon.
I love to hear Your stories.
May be soon
I will have no more worries.
Your Light
Keeps shining bright through darkness of a night.
My flight I  will continue.
Yes, I'm wrong to be so restless.
And I no longer want to fight...

Screaming so loud. Being so proud.
What is the reason for all?
Passion. Obsession. Denial. Regression.
All perfect conditions to fall.

Love was my power. Fragile as a flower.
Misunderstood and confused.
Longed for connection. Reached for perfection.
Instead of acceptance - refused.

Sad, but forgiven. Wiped out, but still driven.
This pause could be sure the end.
No need for excuses, more pain or abuses.
As long as the moon is my friend.

Hello.

I'll always remember Your kindness,
It comes from such pure huge heart.
Remember, I'm simple and mindless.
Even though, one thinks I am smart.
Forgive me, at times I am desperate,
Confused, angry, wild, and lost...
My heart and my mind are separate.
They both operate at great cost.
Let go of all that's still hurting.
Regret - the biggest sin out of all.
I play no more games, nor I'm flirting.
I'll answer the phone when You call.


Guru Singh's class always inspiring. Thank You, teacher.